Kitt Keeps Smiling

Eartha Kitt's daughter Kitt Shapiro just keeps smiling

Just breathe and keep smiling.

That’s what I keep saying to myself. But, boy oh boy, I am really feeling COVID fatigue. And I think a lot of you are feeling it too. And, some days, it’s hard to just keep smiling!

This has been a very long haul, and even though I was able to write and release my book Eartha & Kitt, A Daughter’s Love Story In Black & White, (not an easy undertaking I must admit), I have had many days where I preferred to curl up in a ball and hide under the covers. Maybe you can relate.

January 17th, 2022, would have been my mother’s 95th birthday. Wow. It’s hard to believe that she died 13 years ago (December 25 2008). Time seems to be passing faster than ever. I know they say that happens as we get older. I see now at the age of 60, how true that statement is. Yet, at the same time, living through this COVID era, sometimes it feels like we are all suspended; in some strange holding pattern. Waiting. Waiting. For something to release us from this bizarre limbo.

I live in the Northeast, and the cold dreary days definitely don’t help relieve this malaise. Many people around here are struggling more than maybe those of you in the warmer, more open climate states, with a lot of folks staying indoors, hoping Spring will bring more freedom as well as better weather.

But… I also know that if my mother were here now, she would tell me to “Snap out of it!” (like Cher in the movie Moonstruck. Sans the face slap ( I think ☺️)). She would tell me that Life IS TOO SHORT, and we must live every day, even if we are masked and somewhat restricted. Life IS NOT WAITING. The days, months and years have continued and will continue to pass, and if we don’t enjoy ALL that we CAN, WE WILL IN FACT BE THE ONES WHO LOST OUT.

As I started Chapter 36 in my book, Every day is a gift. Every day is a blessing.

So, I challenge myself (and you, if you so choose) to Take deep breaths. Keep smiling. Pay attention to the little things; a blade of grass; a snowflake; the sun; the moon; a child running; a dog in the park; or a pigeon for that matter. All the moments that make up our seemingly mundane days. For all these small moments are treasures and blessings. And blessings are meant to be shared.

Remember. Treasure. Love... and smile.😊 xx Kitt

One Response Comment

  • Laverne Bryant  December 31, 2023 at 2:05 PM

    Yes Kitt I just want to say hello and what a way to honor you Mother. Back in the seventies I was on the bus downtown and looked out the window and saw you and your mom walking down Peachtree St . I was a teenager then. Your Mom had you by the hand and she was walking very fast. She had on a black pantsuit and looked very nice. You had blond hair and she had you looking very nice. I couldn’t wait to get home and let my Mom know that I saw Eartha Kitt and her daughter 😊


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